Throwback Thursday Philthy Rich (Ft. Go Yayo & Skippa Da Flippa)

[Chorus: Philthy Rich]
Broke niggas so pitiful
Every post be sibliminaal
Type of shit my Ex bitch would do
Say you made it, but we know the truth
Broke niggas so pitiful
Every post be sibliminaal
Type of shit my Ex bitch would do
Say you made it, but we know the truth
Throwback Thirsday, nigga everyday
Throwback Thirsday, nigga everyday
Throwback Thirsday, nigga everyday
Cars leesed and his jewelry fake
Throwback Thirsday, nigga everyday
Throwback Thirsday, nigga everyday
Throwback Thirsday, nigga everyday

[Verse 1: Phylthy Rich]
It's Philthy!
[?] styrophome [?]
[?]
Diamonds fake, need to see the piece
Niggas snitches, still on the streets
Jalato all in my swisher swish
This foreign thing, it don't need a key
Your bitch tried to hand me a key
Tryna move me in when she made you leave
Balling on them, no major league
Didn't play sports, played in the streets
Getting money from A to Z
Wanna fuck with me, she gotta pay a fee
Semanary, niggas play for kkeeps
[?] niggas wanna play with me
Every post be siblimanal, that pussy nigga won't mention me
What he got? Like 1 Rollie?
No papers on it, so you know it's stolen
All this money on me, Imma blow it
These diamonds real till that nigga show it
What that nigga think that I don't know it?
Hit the car lot, and I don't own it?
The car you drive, nigga I don't want it
Cars you post, nigga you don't own
It's Philthy, nigga!